This was a bad idea at inception. This was a untold extravagant success and/or mass room-mate-icide attempt at the hands of an over-drunk me and Cloudy. This was Friday night made manifold and manifested into a glucose patty of hideous candyshop proportions.

Weirdly, it actually tasted good. *shakes head in utter disbelief*

Basically I wanted to make Susan Feniger’s millet puffs at 10:58 at night – a healthy (kinda) track that got a bullet train smashed right through it – explosions ensued obviously – mostly when I spied the Lucky Charms for sale at the grocery store. Two minutes left ’til closing and with 3 of the 4 major players in hand (butter, marshmallows, cereal… only candy is missing. so far.), we ran home and built a quick recipe of the timeless marshmallow treat.

But… wait. It’s not right. It’s too sweet. Man, this sucks. Well let’s put it in a pan anyway. Hey wait. Just a second *runs runs runs to her room* *laughs manically while cascading a giant bag of jellybeans over the pan*. Can we do this? Is this allowed?

*more rummaging ensues*

Basically the entire contents of my candy drawer AND cereal closet get pored over, cracked open, sprinkled, crushled, jammed and dotted with little bits of butter and left in a low oven for 20 minutes, creating….

um, basically the best late-night snack food ever. It only took us 6 days to finish it, is all. :)